I walked into this empty space with a fear of stepping onto the creaking floor, only to realize that unlike at home this space is imaginery and I needn’t walk on eggshells anymore. Trust me, having a little human in the house does that to you.

I haven’t switched on the televison or played a video without headphones in past few months now. It’s such a relief knowing that I can even scream without being afraid of waking or scaring the baby. (Ofcourse that screaming bit was a metaphor as it’s all about words than the voices.)

Ahhh.. Such a relief penning those paragraphs down. Its been, what seems a like an eon, since I had written something meaningful. But this time it’s all about the new phase of life; about being a mom.

It’s funny how inspiration strikes without a proper notice. Mine struck while I was partly sleepy, feeding my boy and I began painting a passionate canvas in the confined spaces of my little brain.

Before I transition from Mom into Momosaur (eventually), I incline on showcasing my chronicles to the unknown.

Ours is a beautiful love story. It was meant to be a love at first sight but it happened just the way John Green mentions it in ‘The Fault in Our Stars’ – “I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once”. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my little one to bits from the moment I laid eyes on him, but guess my emotions were clouded by the impending fear of handling a tiny (not so) and seemingly fragile baby. Love that happened, came a little slow to me.

Every little cry, a sneeze, a cough had me jump out and fawning over him with worry. I am sure my baby has a world to get accustomed to, but that’s not all. I wasn’t ready per se to be a mother but after 4 months and 14 days today, I can proudly say that I am fully ready to be a mom to my little dinosaur.

P.s. To all the moms and ofcourse dads out there, may your little one sleep through the night and you too enjoy a peaceful night before the storm awakens at dawn.